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Connor, Ralph, Pseudonym, 1860-1937

"The Sky Pilot in No Man's Land"

"I should like to see
him try."
"So should I, dad, if you were around. I think I see you--feint with
the right, then left, right, left! bing! bang! bung! All over but the
shiver, eh, dad? It would be sweet! But," he added regretfully, "that's
the very thing a fellow cannot do."
"Cannot do? And why not, pray? It is what every fellow is in duty bound
to do to a bully of that sort."
"Yes, but to be quite fair, dad, you could hardly call Duff a bully. At
least, he wasn't bullying me. As a matter of fact, I was bullying him.
Oh, I think he had reason to be angry. When a chap undertakes to pull
another chap up for law breaking, perhaps he should be prepared to take
the consequences. But to go on. Bayne stepped in--awfully decent of
him, too,--when just at that moment, as novelists say, with startling
suddenness occurred an event that averted the impending calamity. Along
came Neil Fraser, no less, in that new car of his, in a whirlwind of
noise and dust, honking like a flock of wild geese.


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